Have I ever told you that Le Petit Village is in the mountains? (small mountains, but a mountain still).
Well we are. Le Petit Village is 830 meters up. That’s 2724 feet.
And because we are so high up, sometimes we get attacked by clouds (but only when Le Mistral has gone on holiday and is not shooing them away).
If you leave the windows open, and the light is just so, you can see them roll right into the house. And Fifty will look at the haze with that dog head tilt (which we all know is the dog equivalent of, “WTF?”).
Some are light and fluffy, like they’re full of angels, and sugar plum fairies and made out of cotton candy…
{angels}
{sugar plum fairies}
{cotton candy}
These are the nice clouds. I like these clouds.
But some are dark and sinister and full of evil I’m sure…
{evil}
{really evil}
And that’s when I know the Nazi Ghost Zombies are coming.
And Fifty and me stay inside.
(with the doors locked)
bisou
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It's Me, Sara Louise 
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